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Having isn't bliss, sunshine is amiss |
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Happy when you're cold, wanna be alone |
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He's a lot of steam, she's a lot of breath |
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Takes a lot to see, takes a lot to beg |
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And it's just like |
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Mitchell Lane |
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Everything's the same, wanna kill your friends |
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Reminded you of when, happy when you're stoned |
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Wanna be old and it's just like |
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Mitchell Lane |
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Everything's the same, so go on, go on and complain |
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Remember when we were fifteen |
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And Robbie made that stupid face all day |
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I guess he made his point, 'cause |
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I'm still here |
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When I could be anywhere |
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Having isn't bliss, sunshine is amiss |
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And it's just like |
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Mitchell Lane |
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Everything's the same |
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So go on, go on and complain |
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So go on, go on and complain |